388 Incidents of Foreign Field Sport. 



hot needle being thrust into my back, near the junc- 

 tion of the neck. With a howl I jumped up and 

 found a jackal standing over me. The pillow I seized 

 and commenced to bolster the brute, in the meanwhile 

 it trying to get at my legs. My wife and children 

 seeing me fighting, as it were, air only, for the jackal 

 being on the further side of me, they could not see it, 

 thought I had gone mad and begun to yell too. This dis- 

 turbed the dogs who rushed in, rolled over the jackal, 

 and sent him flying, but passing where the servants 

 were asleep, it bit two, a horse-keeper and a grass 

 cutter. My own wound was very superficial as only 

 a drop or two of blood came from it. My dogs, I am 

 glad to say, were not injured. My night shirt and 

 the skin of my back, especially near the junction of 

 the neck, which was well stretched, had saved me, for 

 none of the virus had entered ; but it was very different 

 with the two poor natives, who, three parts naked, had 

 nothing to intervene between the poison and their 

 wounds. I at once sent for the native dresser, who 

 washed and cauterised the injuries and bound them 

 up. Early the next morning the jackal again turned up, 

 but this time it was mobbed and killed by the Sepoys. 

 On examination it turned out to be tailless. Both the 

 natives who had been bitten died a few months after- 

 wards in the civil dispensary at Waltair of hydrophobia. 

 Six months after that we were en route to Bimlipatam 

 to embark for Burma. It was a pitch dark night, 

 made darker by the shade of the huge banyan and india- 

 rubber trees lining each side of the road we were march- 

 ing over. Suddenly there was a yell, a scramble, and 

 a bandsman was knocked over, his instrument broken, 

 and the whole column brought to a standstill. I was 



